Her Billionaire Husband

Chapter 300 

Veronica followed Randall back into the ward. Monica, who had been sleeping had just awoken. When she saw Veronica, she couldn‘t help but wonder, “President Murphy, why are you here?” 

Veronica then placed all of the gifts on the ground before walking to the escort chair beside the bed to sit. She tilted her head to look at Monica and said, “I‘m sorry. I didn‘t expect this kind of thing to happen. You‘ve suffered a lot.” 

“Fortunately, you and your child are safe, or else I really wouldn‘t know how to face you,” she said, slightly frowning and looking at the child in the arms of the elderly woman. 

“It‘s okay.” 

“I was just pushed by accident and fell,” Monica said as she sat up and leaned against the head of the bed. 

“What do you mean by accident? Thank goodness the child is fine. Otherwise, I wouldn‘t be able to live with you,” Randall snarled, before adding, “You should rest at home because you‘re pregnant, but you just had to go to work. Shouldn‘t a woman stay at home to look after her husband and children?” 

His words were especially vexing. Because Veronica was present, Monica awkwardly smiled at her before saying kindly to Randall, “It‘s best if the child is okay. Don‘t be angry.” 

“Are you the boss of my daughter–in–law? You just stated that you would compensate us. How much will you compensate?” Mrs. Watson‘s eyes shone brightly as she turned to face Veronica. 

Veronica was born in the countryside, so she was clear of what the woman was thinking 

“I would like to discuss this with Monica,” she said politely. 

“There is no need for recompense, President Murphy. Shir had informed me that you would give each employee three months‘ pay for dismissal. This is sufficient.” 

She knew that Veronica‘s wedding company was doomed. It didn‘t make much money at first, but by this point, it had gone bankrupt. 

Furthermore, Veronica treated her well during her working days, and she couldn‘t bear the thought of requesting compensation from Veronica. 

“What do you mean, there‘s no need? You‘ve been hurt, and my son was almost 

killed. She should pay at least one million dollars! Otherwise, I‘m not going to let her off the hook!” 

Randall howled. 

is right,” Mrs. Watson said before nodding.

repeatedly. “Don‘t listen to them, President Murphy. You don‘t

up, you moron!”

one million today, and I won‘t let her go if she misses a single penny,” Randall scolded, pointing at Veronica.

result, Veronica became aware

insisted on working even though she was pregnant. It seemed that her husband‘s family treated her

but one million..” Veronica smiled slightly, saying, “It‘s

Monica had indeed helped her a lot,

to have such

Murphy, you can leave first. Let‘s talk about this some other time.” Monica was embarrassed by her mother–in–law and husband.

from her pocket and stuffed it into her hand, saying, “There‘s two hundred thousand in

need, President Murphy.”

good rest.

as Veronica got up and was ready to exit the ward, Randall, who was unwilling to give up, rushed directly in front of her and

in her arms in the cradle, walked over staggeringly, and stood in

Randall! What are you doing?”

a long time for her to give birth because of the slow opening of the

during childbirth, which was

her voice was so small to the point that her words were easily

with a gloomy expression and

don‘t give us the money,

with Mrs. Watson standing in front of her, she was indeed in a passive position.

that moment, Randall‘s cell

outside subconsciously. The next

Mother, are you okay? Look at what you‘ve done. I let you in to talk

pointed at Veronica and roared.

and a bunch of

Such good timing... 

what was going on, and her pale